Author Archives: Meryl

Election Day

I don’t write many overtly political poems, but this one seems to sum up my hopes and fears for today. Equivocal Activist It’s Friday. We pull out of the Paris climate accord and I get my hair cut as Aretha … Continue reading

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Words don’t come quickly to me

Yesterday I listened as my favorite spiritual leader, Margaret Holub, struggled for words of consolation after the Pittsburg shooting. She said that words didn’t come quickly to her, and I reflected that anyone to whom words came in facile way … Continue reading

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A unique voice now quiet

I got the news that Tony Hoagland, a poet often featured here, lost his battle with pancreatic cancer yesterday. His partner sent out this message:       Tony Hoagland November 19, 1953 – October 23, 2018 You’ll never be … Continue reading

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Poems with rhyme and meter

In case you think that formal poetry is over, A. E. Stallings is able to write poems on contemporary themes using form and rhyme. To wit, a sonnet about bedbugs. Or is it? Bedbugs in Marriage Bed Maybe it’s best … Continue reading

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Three weeks

Today it’s been three weeks since my close encounter with a Jeep.  You would think it gives me a lot of time for poetry, but I’m finding it hard to concentrate on anything serious.  I did come across this poem, … Continue reading

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Instead of daffodils

One of my poet friends who doesn’t live nearby, sent me this this morning. It did cheer me up after a very dispiriting week. French Chocolates If you have your health, you have everything is something that’s said to cheer … Continue reading

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Walking wounded

Since my last post, I had an encounter with a Jeep while riding my bike. It didn’t go too well for me, and I’ve been rendered pretty immobile with injuries to my right foot. Luckily, that’s all, and according to … Continue reading

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Poetry in Motion

One of the projects sponsored by Poetry Society of America is short poems posted in panels on NY subways. Larry caught a glimpse of this one, exiting the train: Dew Like peas in their green canoe, like beads strung in … Continue reading

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Egon Schiele

In New York I went to see an exhibit of drawings by Picasso, Klimt, and Schiele. Schiele, who died at 28, saw Klimt as a mentor, but took his erotic drawing further, I think. These certainly seemed like the best … Continue reading

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Oklahoma Center for the Humanities

I have been traveling, which is why no poem this Monday. The highlight of my trip has been two days at the University of Tulsa, meeting with students and faculty, and participating in a presentation called Poetry, Tyranny and Memory with … Continue reading

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